For Xmas, I think this year's worst presents take the cake:
1. A magnum bottle of 'Fastini gold', Liverpool's finest perry, which has been referred to as a 'counterfeit brand' or Lambrini in Parliament.
2. Ghetto Uno, a generic pack of cards that has so many typos it just became sad.
3. An old lady clock, 24% lead crystal, tacky as they come, and with the solitary purpose of bashing somebody's head in, possibly your own if you have to put it on display. (We've already decided to keep it in the closet and tell our future kids that it's a family heirloom, so they get stuck with it when we're dead.)